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Huh. Wow.

Well, it's nice
to see you, too.

Yeah, what do we
got here?

Well, where's Linc?

Late.

He'll be here.

Lawyer.

Yeah...

In some parts
of the world, this...

this would be considered
a form of sadistic torture.

Being stuck in a room
with people you hate?

And what are you?
Hmm?

I mean, come on.

How long are we gonna do this?
Hmm?

Hey.

Yeah. Yeah.
Don't let me stop you. Come on.

I never do.

Ray?

What now?

It's just one night.

We can do this.

Yeah, Ray.

Dig that hole.

Prove you're not
that kid anymore.

Core.

Guys.

All right,
so this is Clare.

Thanks for letting me
crash your party.

Uh, when Ray told me
it was your birthday,

I didn't want
to impose.

But Ray's pretty convincing.

That he is.

Jeez, man, how many pills
did you feed her?

I didn't pick you
as the party type.

Inside joke.

Well...

who's hungry?

This birthday boy
is famished.

I should've
brought a gift.

Aw...

Clare Bear...

y'all are
the only gift I need.

You know,
he's-- he's never gonna change.

Right?

I don't know
why you care so much.

I don't.

Yeah.

Keep telling
yourself that and...

you might
just believe it.

You should know.

So, how did
y'all meet?

We went
to school together.

- Oh, childhood friends?
- Mm-hmm.

You have
to forgive Ellie.

She has a habit
of being too nice.

Friends
is quite the stretch.

No, we were friends.

We were more than that.

Still are.

But let's be honest.

We were
only friends with you

because we wanted
to get with you.

And he just wanted
a ride to graduation

with little
Miss Honor Roll here.

Looks like you are the common
denominator again, Ellie Bell.

- Fuck you, Core.
- Ah.

Spoken like
a true friend.

You guys
do this every year. Why?

Now, that...

is the million-dollar
question, Clare.

You always find
the smart ones, don't you?

So...

who wants
to take this one?

Huh? Anybody?

No?

Well, then,
I guess it's over to me.

We made a pact, okay?

Can we drop it now?

Please?

Are you guys
for real?

Linc said you guys
were self-absorbed, but...

this is next level.

The world's fucking ending

and all you guys
can think about is some...

bullshit high
school drama.

The world's
not ending, hon.

-Don't fucking patronize me.
-Who's patronizing?

And why are you
so sensitive?

It's not my fault
you can't tell the difference

between your life
and a fucking Halloween prom.

Halloween prom?

Really?

We're really
gonna go there again?

They were human beings
burnt fucking alive.

You were not there.

How do you know?

You think those
photos are real?

There's too many
of them not to be.

Why are you
embarrassing me?

Why did you
brought me here?

Because you said
you wanted to...

Mm, people do
a lot of things for clicks.

But those people,
ones left over,

you heard
what they saw.

What they think they saw.

They're merely delusions.
Those people need help.

Delusions
to the point

that families
are killing each other.

Killing their children...

so they don't have
to go through

what they think
they saw?

I don't think so.

Those families were cults.

And yes, mass suicides are
a result of shared delusions.

They weren't all cults.

Yeah,
listen to Corey.

He knows all about
that mental health shit.

How long did you spend
at that mental institution?

-Ray?
-What?

Months, wasn't it?

Ray Burn, for the last
mother effing time...

I took
a leave of absence

in my junior year
for medical reasons.

Whoo!

Guys,
did you hear that?

"Medical reasons."

I had a minor physical ailment.
That's it.

So, pipe down,
boy band.

I know they say
fake it 'till you make it,

but sometimes
a man's got to admit

that he just
doesn't know shit.

And he never will.

And you've got
a long way to go...

'till you're even close
to being a man, that is.

So, how soon
'til judgment day?

You know what? I...

I do--

You guys
go back to talking

about whatever it was
you were talking about.

I'm serious.

How long
do you think we have?

A week?

Two?

It's not judgment day.

They're calling it
"The Razing."

You're smarter
than this, Ellen.

Am I?

See, I thought I was,
but now I'm not so sure.

See, I don't believe in God.
Never had.

Neither do
the kids I teach.

They're just kids,
they believe in Santa,

for God's sake, which I guess
it's the same thing.

So, when one of them
writes a poem

about his dad,

that's not dad,

standing over
his roasted mom--

his mom,
who moments before was on fire

burning alive

while his father
held her...

His mother
wept as she screamed.

And-- and what?

You think he was
some sort of messiah?

He was
a wife beater.

That poem
is called Domestic Abuse.

Is that what
my student called it?

He called it
Backward Rainbow

because that is what this guy
looked like

after his mom died.

Just as his dad
picked him up to hug him,

just as-- the same dad
who hugged his burning mother,

the same dad whose own skin
was blemish-free.

And you saw that?

I saw him

and there was
not one burn on him.

I saw his son
scared to death of him

and even more scared of CPS
when they came to court.

Seriously, Ellie,
you should be up for tenure,

not deciphering the tales
of fourth graders.

Once upon a time,
there was a fucked-up kid.

The end.

Maybe.

But maybe...

just maybe...

we have to admit
that maybe we don't know shit.

Maybe we are all
just getting what we deserve.

We?

It's fine.
It's fine. She's fine.

Everything's fine.

She doesn't look fine.

How the fuck
would you know?

You-- you-- you--
you waltz back in here

like-- like
you're some hero,

some knight
in shining shit,

and-- and she just laps it up

like you've never
burned her before.

Like you're not gonna do
the same thing again

next week,
next month, next year.

Because she knows
that after you are gone,

I will still be here
to bandage her up,

to pick her up.

So, yeah, I think
I know when she's fine.

And she's fine.

We are fine.

What the fuck?

Fucking breaker.

I just wanna
be alone, okay?

Why the hell
did you do that?

Do you?

Do you really?

'Cause-- 'cause
if you don't,

this place,
and with him,

it's not
where you wanna be.

And if you
do wanna be alone,

then you better
get used to this room,

because this is as close to
them as you're ever gonna get.

Why do you bother?

Why don't you just...

Leave?

-We made a pact.
-Pact.

Was it worth it?

I used
to think so.

I've never been
the sentimental type.

You know,
birthdays, holidays.

I really
could give a shit.

When I was a kid...

when I met them,
I was...

I was going
through a lot...

with my mom.

I ran away
a couple of times.

Anyway, it got bad.

Got to a point where I-- I
didn't even wanted to be found.

But when
that lot showed up...

I realized
you can still be alone...

even when you're not.

And to me...

at the time...

in some weird,
screwed-up way...

it felt a lot better
than being alone.

So, you stayed?

I stayed.

So, does it still...

feel better?

You tell me.

What happened with your ma?

So, you're coming?

I think
I'm gonna wait it out too.

Jeez!
What a great duo.

Order everything
extra crispy.

You and Milo
might wanna watch that.

You know
that stick you and Corey share,

it's getting higher up
in your ass these days.

You might
wanna watch that.

Someone's
gotta have some fun.

This is a party.

Hey.

Hey, how's Clare?

El?

El?

What?

Come here for a sec.

One sec.

We have
to open your gift.

I didn't
get you a gift.

Your gift.

Ellie? Your turn.

Your order, ma'am.

On today's menu, we have
True Blue and Winter Wonder.

Why do you even ask?
She always picks True.

Shouldn't everyone?

Nah,

I have hope
my little Ellie

will go
for a little fun one day.

What she wants
instead of what she needs.

The way he leads away
from you.

Hey.

Anyone wanna hear
today's specials?

I see red.

Courtesy of Mommy dearest.

These little beauties

will show you
everything you can ever be.

Your motherfucking
destiny, baby.

Bullshit.

Hey, don't knock it
'til you try it.

Try anything. Bullshit.

Your loss, loser?

So,
what did you see, loser?

Nothing
I already didn't know.

I don't even lie.

All right. Okay.

There. Done.

Surprise. Surprise.

Yeah, Ray,
don't start.

Those are what?

Where did you put them?

Seriously?

Oh, come on.

Yeah, come on, Ma.

Don't you guys
read anything?

The experiments
are dangerous.

-Don't mess with them.
-Come on.

Do the Blue.

You don't get it.

These new batches
are so strong.

You won't be able
to tell the difference.

The trip,
what's real, what's not.

-It's all the same.
-What's the point, genius?

This isn't some
fucking chem lab!

We play it safe.

You know the new
stuff's fine, right?

My ma tested it.

On who?

You?

No offense, Linc,
but hasn't your mom lost it?

And I don't just mean all
credibility and credentials.

I meant
she's batshit cray.

It's cool.

I shouldn't
have said that.

Your mom's
always been good to us.

You
got it right the first time.

I was just shocked that you
used the word "cray."

Maybe I took
a red one by mistake.

Maybe you should.

I come in peace.

Funny.

Nothing ever is with you.

Tell me...

did you ever have
a sense of humour or...

were you
born this way?

Tell me, do you ever take
anything seriously

or are you numb
to all emotion?

Oh, yeah.

Tell me,
do you feel anything?

Like, anything at all?

Well...

wait...

you don't think
I'm shallow, do you?

Hollow.

You are
so freaking empty.

Like
there's nobody inside.

Just some mask, shell,

a Halloween costume.

Some...

stranger inside.

Well...

tell me
how you really feel.

You first.

Which pill did you
roofie her with this time?

Please tell me
it was the snow.

My heart
can't take another Blue.

Core?

Core?

Don't fucking
"Core" me, Clare.

Hey, what the fuck
is wrong with you, man?

What is
your fucking problem?

What did you take?

I didn't.

Did you take anything?

It seems like the only one
who's doing stuff here

is you.

- I don't do that shit.
- Uh-huh.

Don't do what?

Where did you
get these?

I haven't seen these
in years.

'Cause they got banned.

I always save
it for a rainy day.

Bullshit.

You save these
to fuck with us.

That is rich
coming from you.

You've been fucking
with her for 15 years.

But that's Ray
for you.

To a T.
Never accepting responsibility.

And-- and don't act like you're
not the first to call shotgun

any time
I bring out the gear.

If you had it your way,

you'd be
tripping in your sleep.

Yeah, well,

not all of us are
born with everything,

you silver-spooned bitch.

You think you know me?
You think you know me?

You've never known me!

None of you have.

Damn!
You guys are a buzzkill.

Is this your doing?

Huh?

Who's ready to party?

Party's over.

Hey.

Are we okay?

You know,
the thing with the Blue,

it-- they're nothing, right?

Ray was just...

He was pissing me off so it was
the first thing on my mind.

-I missed you.
-I missed you too.

It doesn't matter.

Yes, it does.

Why won't you
tell me?

There's nothing
to tell.

You're sick, Core.

Do I look sick?

Oh...

You're trying to keep
all the fun yourself, are you?

Actually, I thought
we could do it together.

Two tickets...

to Wonderland, my lady.

Whoa! Wait up.

Josh, whatever.

Whatever, Josh.

J.

So, where's the snow at?

You've got it.

Nah,
this is that heavy shit

we did at Linc's place.

I want them
Winter Wonder dreams, baby.

AKA Illusions.

Potato, potahto.

Yeah.

My bad.

-I know your type.
-Oh, enlighten me.

You're scared
of what you'll see.

You're scared
of what you want.

But, hon, nothing's
ever as bad as it seems.

You're not
as bad as you seem.

Then you ain't seen
nothing yet, hon.

Be still,
my heart.

Taking off
and it just might.

Well, aren't you
all just a bundle of killjoys?

You know, you've got some real
balls for an uninvited guest.

This is the one?

And what one
would that be?

- Can we talk?
- Can we not?

Core?

We're not doing
this anymore.

Doing what?

Playing pretend.

You pretend
that you're happy.

I pretend
that I make you happy.

We both know
the truth.

You do make me happy.

That's something
I've never done and we know it.

I thought
it was me.

I used to do everything
I could to hide pain from you.

I got
so good at it, yeah.

You didn't even know
I went through chemo.

What?

And there it is.

That look
I never wanted.

Core,
why didn't you--

Why didn't I tell you?

Why would I?

Why would I wanna have you
look at me the same way

that my father looked
at my mother before she died?

Have you detest me
even more than you already do?

-That's not fair.
-Fair?

You have no right

telling me
what is or is not fair.

If I had told you, I would
have lost you like I have now.

I would have lost you
before I ever had you.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't know.

You never do.

That's because
I bore all of your pain...

while you all
ignored mine.

And you know
what the worst part is?

It was all
for nothing.

Because you'll
never be happy.

Ellie Belie...

you don't have it
in you.

Damn it.

Ow.
Watch it. Hurry up.

I'm trying.

Yeah.

Where'd you
get that antique from?

You know me.

Fuck something borrowed,
something new.

Give me something old,

something blue any day.

You better watch
what you say, boy,

or I'll throw you back
where I found you.

Well,
you don't believe me?

-Sure, babe.
-Oh, don't "babe" me.

I'm not.
And no, you don't believe me.

Whatever. Okay.
It doesn't matter.

We you doing this
or what?

Or what?

Maybe you'll start believing me
when I stop paying your rent.

And what do you think
about that?

What are you
fucking looking at?

I think you forgot...

where you came from.

You see that?

You fucking see that?

That there is proof.

Hey, you're checking that?

Don't you forget that.

Turn the fuck over.

Respect your elder.

Hey.

Oh,
what have you got there?

Don't tell Corey.

Uh, never do.

Which one
should we take?

You should get
some rest.

We should take
the red one.

It's pretty.

That's because
it's the most dangerous.

The beautiful ones
always are.

Well, I guess
they're all pretty dangerous.

Truth lies in destiny.

What do you think
you want?

What you really want...

and who you are.

- Say "Ah."
- Not that one.

- Wait.
- Not that one.

Who would have thought that
you and I would be so alike?

What are you
afraid of?

You first.

What's so funny?

You sound like...

someone
I used to know.

Sometimes
you think you're fine.

But you left it all behind you,
that sadness, that fear.

But you only
feel that way

because you've been
running for so long.

So long that you're
too afraid to look back.

But one day
when you run out of steam,

one day
those tears catch up to you.

And that sadness...

that fear
that you've ignored for so long

will be right in front of you,
staring, waiting.

You can't run
from who you are.

Not for long.

Looking for an escape, too,
which I think you want?

I know what I want.

What's wrong?

Is this you?

What did you do?

Where's Milo?

How the fuck should I know?

Stop fucking--

I'm not
fucking with you!

Who the fuck
did this?

Fuck,
cry me a river, Linc.

You didn't give two shits
about that kid, okay?

Next week,
you're going to be over

or under your next
high school grad.

Or dropout.

What the hell is wrong
with you, you piece of shit?

Ho-ho-ho,
that's rich coming from you,

you fucking
lowlife pedo.

It's happening?

He was right.

Milo was right.

It's begun.

Fixed it.

Let's just call it in.

Call it in?

No, thanks, 5-0.

If it's-- if it's
really happening, then--

If? It's really happening.

Then we're not the only ones
going through this.

This-- this
isn't our fault.

If it's really happening,
why call anyone?

We'll all join
Milo soon, anyway.

Where is Milo?

I-- I told you, he's...

he's gone home.

You told me a lie.

Not like
that's the first time.

She's-- she's--
she's drunk.

I'm not drunk.

Even the little things
upset her.

She-- she can't
even watch the news.

Look who's grown
a conscience.

You know,
dating a good person

doesn't make you
one too.

Seriously?

Now?

Being a decent human being

doesn't work
by association.

You would know.

Actually,
no, I wouldn't.

Look at
the company I keep.

I'm going to bed.

Maybe I'll get lucky
and fall into a dream.

No offense, but if this
really is our last night,

your faces aren't exactly
what I wanna go out seeing.

I'm pretty sure
that was meant to be offensive.

I don't want it
to end this way.

I don't want it
to end.

Say something.

Say something!

You're the only person
I have left.

You know who was there for me
when I was diagnosed?

George.

Bateman.

Your lawyer?

Every event
in my life,

important or not...

he's the only one
that's been there.

But does it
even count...

when the only person
who's been there for you

is only there because
your family paid him to be?

When you've been cheating
death for so long...

surfing the line
between for so long...

you begin to see things
that others don't.

You wanna know
what I see about you, Ellen?

I see that you're
in the wrong room,

because I'm not the only one
you have left.

Shouldn't you be
with your families?

Shouldn't you?

Well, aren't we just
a herd of black sheep?

My hero.
Always so protective.

My parents
were like that too.

Always telling me
what I should do.

What's expected.

I feel like...

like I never
grew up.

I still feel
like that.

That scared kid
scared of everything.

Of myself.

But the funny thing is--

It's really
so funny that...

It's so funny
how I don't even know who I am.

I don't even know
what that means.

They always told me
that it didn't matter...

that I don't matter.

But the problem is...

The problem is when you
don't know who you are,

you start to feel
like you don't exist.

Ellie?

I was just gonna, uh,
go to the bathroom.

Me too.

I've always
wanted a girlfriend.

You've never had
a girlfriend?

I've never
really had friends.

So that's one hell
of a date you got there.

Hm, yeah.

Wait,
what do you mean?

Well, you know, I mean,
it's just not...

It's not what you
really go for.

Well, I mean,
that's the point.

So what did you see, loser?

Nothing
I already didn't know.

I don't even lie.

All right. Okay.

There. Done.

- Surprise, surprise.
- Yeah.

Ray, it's hard to start.

Oh, lambchop.

Lambchop.

Is that mine?

You fucking
little freeloader.

All up in my shit,
tripping on my shit.

What fucking good
are you anyway?

Hey?

Did I tell you
why I call you Lambchop?

-Yeah, Ma.
-Shut your fucking mouth!

Did I say
you could speak?

Sit down!

I said sit down!
Sit your ass down!

This is my story.

My story.

One night,

one shitty fucking night,

while I was walking home
from university,

walking down this

this shitty ass street...

...when I heard you,

a tiny, tiny
little baby crying.

No, no, wailing, wailing.

I heard you wailing
like a lamb being slaughtered.

And-- and
what did I do?

What did I do?

I asked you
a goddamn question!

What did I do?

You took me in.

That's right.

I...

took you in.

Every inch of your life,

every ounce of your being

is only there
because I allowed it to be.

Don't you forget that.

I should have left you
where I fucking found you.

They don't pay me enough
for this shit.

Raised you
on my own dime.

No one helped me.

That's what you get
for trying to help somebody.

Fuck off!

Nothing.

Nada...

is what I should have
named you.

I tried to name you
after someone great.

Tried to give you
a chance, that's all.

But nada's
what you'll always be.

I can't change
your destiny.

Not yet anyway.

Your mom's
out on the couch again.

She can't move
much these days.

Circle of life, huh?
The mother becomes the baby?

-Soon, you're wiping her ass.
-I don't think so.

Tell my cousin that.

It happens to all of us.

No, not me.

I-- I think
that's enough of that.

So fucking Lincoln.

Always thinks
he's above everyone else.

- No, that's not true.
- No?

No.

I just don't want to be
like everyone else.

Oh, so you don't want
special treatment, then?

Guess you wouldn't want
these test answers

for next week's final.

Guess you wouldn't
want these.

-You know the deal.
-It's all on the table.

-It's all I have.
-It's not enough.

I can get you more

at a party tonight.

So, you're coming or what?

Hon, it wouldn't
be a party without me.

Are you okay?

You don't gotta do
a taste test.

You should not
gonna know the difference

after half a 12-pack.

But unless you wanna
prolong your pain in hers,

I would recommend doing
a different type of poison.

An entire pharmacy
at your fingertips.

Why plan a murder
when you've got a suicide note?

Apathetic.

Go with the benzos.

They're perfect for a drunk
with a death wish.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

It doesn't matter.

Yes, it does.

Why won't you tell me?

There's nothing to tell.

You're sick, Corey.

Do I look sick?

Oh!

Trying to keep
all the fun to yourself.

Are you?

Two tickets...

to Wonderland, my lady.

Whoa! Wait up.

So, where's the snow at?

You've got it.

Nah, this is that heavy shit
we did at Linc's place.

I want them
Winter Wonder Dreams, baby.

Oh, baby.

You and the clink
over there may rule your...

whatever shithole
you guys are from.

When you're in my house,

know when to shut up.

This is the one?

Yeah,
and what one would that be?

You really
don't know, do you?

You're really that cliché?

You daddy's boys
are all the fucking same.

Fancy and empty,
just like this sweet pad.

Isn't this supposed to be
a birthday party?

Pretty sweet birthday party.
No family, no friends.

He has friends. He has us.

Does he really?

Are you really?

So, prove it.

-A game of True Blue.
-No, I don't do that shit.

You was about to do that shit
with your missus just before.

That was different.

Why? Because your
shithole is shinier than ours?

You think
you're better than us?

He didn't say that.

Nah, but he meant it, though.
He meant it.

There's always
exceptions to you lot.

Rules to suit you.

And so, what if we do?

What's it to you, huh?

Do I tell you
how to live your life?

Do I get in your face
and remind you of all

the shit that you were born
with and wanna forget?

I think I remember you

doing exactly that.

Give me the snow.

It's yours.

Ladies first.

One for me.

Any day?

Sorry,
I didn't see you there.

Sweet dreams.

Shoot. Candles.

Can't have
a birthday without a wish?

I recommend the milk.

Takes care of the booze.

Then, no, thanks.

I must have left one in.

Must have.

-I'm not wearing pants?
-Oh, sorry.

This night has brought
a lot of things to light,

don't you think?

Sorry.

Um...

you-- you-- you see
things differently.

I can tell.

You see things
that others don't.

You get like that
when you grow up alone.

You have
a lot of time to watch.

Watch what?

Others live.

Had any joy
they feel, that freedom.

That freedom
of being carefree.

I used to envy them.

I wanna be them.

Pretend to be them.

But I knew deep down
to be really like them,

that would come
with a price.

Who would have thought
you and I would be so alike?

Right?

Clare?

You and I
are nothing alike.

Sweet dreams.

Core?

Big boys don't cry.

Don't cry.
Don't cry. Don't cry...

Where's the cake?

You can't have a birthday
without a wish.

Not that
there's much point.

We all know
what you'd wish for.

And what's that?

To be like me.

All boys
want to be like their fathers.

And most do.

Most boys turn into men...
but not you.

You're too soft.

No wonder
she'll never love you.

No one will.

You got it all wrong, Dad.

No one really wants to be
like their father.

Because we know
deep down...

they're losers.

We just don't have the heart
to break it to them.

We know how they look
at us like their second chance.

Their last hope.

It's fucking pathetic.

I never wanna be like you.

Say it.

Say it and I'll stop.

They say
all will fear two days.

The day we get
everything we have coming.

The day our secrets
are laid bare.

It's her.

No.

No.

What the fuck
did you do?

Me?

For once in your life,

just admit to it, take some
fucking responsibility!

-Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
-I didn't fucking do anything!

What the fuck, man?
You'll never do anything!

You never do anything!

You look at me
like I disgust you

but you're just
fucking like me.

Just like me.

You're so scared
of being like him, man.

- Like who?
- You deadbeat dad.

You're scared
of being a nobody.

Not knowing the further you go
to try to be somebody,

the further you get
from yourself.

Hell, you're so-- you're
so far from who you are, man,

you can't even see
yourself no more.

I may have
ended his life,

but I wasn't the one
who stopped his heart.

Ellie, please.

Please.

Josh?

Josh was dead...

long before me.

He never
wanted to live.

No, he fucking
lived to forget.

Tell them.

Tell them
what he was like.

Get the fuck over here!
Tell them what he was like!

How he only lived
for those trips?

Those fucking pills
and nothing more!

Some of us are just not
meant for this world.

Do you ever wonder what
your life would have been like

if you were someone else?

If you had
different parents...

different friends...

a different chance.

What would you do

if you could set
your own fate?

What would you do to those
that stood in your way?

She is the reason
why we're all here.

And why
we soon won't be.

Grab his feet.

- Core?
- Somebody.

Will someone, please,
pick up his goddamn feet!

Let's just go, baby.

No, no,
we're not calling anyone...

and we're not
going anywhere.

And if any
of you try...

I'll bring you
all down with me.

All of you.

- Core.
- "Core"?

That's me.

The fucking glue...

the motherfucking spine

that holds
all of you together.

Don't do this.

We don't have
to do this.

We?

There is no "we."

I am as alone
as all of you.

We are all alone

in this shitty
fucking world.

You're fucking crazy!

I'm fucking dying!

By the time I'm 40,

I will be in the dark
like all of you.

If I can't change
my fate...

the least I can do
is make it pay.

Corey, please.

"Please, please."

I am so fucking over
the demure act, Ellen.

Hey, hey,
leave her out of it.

Just-- just let her go.

No.

What the fuck
is wrong with you, man?

What has she ever
done to you, man?

Is that a fucking joke?

What has she
ever done to you?

Huh?

I don't know.

But I'm not gonna wait
to find out.

Listen to me, okay?

She's not
who you think she is.

She's just some girl.

She's just some girl
who's trying to be nice.

Nobody is that nice.

Corey,

don't do something
that you're gonna regret.

Regret?

The only thing
that I regret...

is falling in love
with some trailer trash

that always
needs saving.

Don't listen to him.

All right?

Look at him, he--

- he's all fucked up.
- Yeah.

He's right.

I am all fucked up.

But you,
my Ellie Bellie, you...

are heartbroken
beyond repair.

Ellie, listen to me.

Listen.

What will you be
without your scholarships, huh?

Your academia,
what will you become?

You think about that?

You wanna give up on all that?
Risk all that?

Just leave her alone.

No, you--
you stay out of it.

Listen, Ellie,
it's all-- Listen, come on.

It's all
you've ever known.

It may be all you'll ever be,
but you'll never know.

You'll never know
what else you have coming

if you don't
make the right choice.

You're unbelievable.

You wanna go there?

You wanna throw
that stone?

Look in the fucking
mirror, Lincoln.

No wonder
we ended up here

hanging out
with you for so long.

We should have known you'd
bring us down to your level.

Our level?

El?

You mean the level
without heroes for fathers

or saints for mothers?

We don't have the perfect
family with the perfect lawyer

to bail us out
whenever we fuck up!

So, please,
just give us a fucking break!

Oh, my God!

You know, I may have
more than you have.

But seeing
as it's my birthday

and this isn't
exactly the first time

my, uh, perfect family
have missed it...

I don't have
as much as you think.

But what I do have,

what I've been gifted
with on this special day...

is the realization
that the one person...

who truly knew me
and managed to see me...

really see me...

is lying face down
in his own fucking blood...

because of me.

And all of you.

We just wanted
to see the real you.

That's all
we ever wanted.

No.

You wanted retribution.

Clare? Clare?

No.

Don't.

She's not like us.

She's not supposed
to be here.

No!

Hey. Hey. Clare?

Clare? Clare?

No!

She's not supposed
to be here.

Why?
Why'd you do it?

Why do you always
fucking do it?

-What's your fucking problem?
-You are the problem!

You made it
all of our problem.

Nothing is ever enough
for you.

You-- you-- you always have
to try every fucking flavor

because-- 'cause you
can't decide what you want

'cause-- 'cause you don't know
what you want.

Nothing is ever good
enough for Ray.

Nothing ever satisfies Ray.

Core?

You will never
be enough for him.

But you know what?

I don't give
a shit anymore.

You-- you two
deserve each other.

Always-- always
needing to be saved.

Looking to be redeemed
from your fucked up selves.

-Corey?
-There is no redemption.

Not for you...

for any of us.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Why?

Why?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

No, no, no, no, don't--
Look at me.

Look at me.
Look at me. Look at me.

It's okay.
It's okay.

Ray, look at me.
Stay with me.

Stay with me.

Oh, my God.

- No.
- Clare.

It's gonna be okay.

El?

El?

Clare?

You can't run
from who you are.

-Ellen?
-Who you really are.

Core?

Don't fucking "Core" me, Clare.

You're only scared
of who you are

because you hate
who you think you are.

Become your destiny.

We make a pact.

Today is a day
we never forget.

Today's all our birthdays.

First day
of the rest of our lives.

When you're not
confined by who you are,

what's expected of you,

when you can accept that you
may very well not even exist,

when you understand
that none of that matters,

when you know
you don't matter,

everything you do from then
on becomes nothing but true.

And it is then
and only then

that you'll see that destiny
that you were so afraid of

reveal itself to you
in its entirety.

So, what do you see?

And as you watch
as the world gets razed,

as your own self
gets erased,

making way
for a new tomorrow,

clearing the way
for what could,

what should be...

you smile.